For the last 200 days, the Hubs had rushed the school run with T1 but now that he’s home, I’ve volunteered to drive her instead. Anything to keep me away from the drug addict at home. My baby, that is. I wonder where she gets it from as neither me nor the Hubs possess any addictive traits. Whatever vices we indulged in in our frivolous youth have been chucked. We are both strong that way, so it rather boggles us that T2 is such a hard-core boob addict. Or perhaps its sheer will of steel. Either way, I’m screwed.

I wake at 6am now to get a healthy breakfast ready for T1 (she is so spoilt with a 14 day rotation menu) and get myself dressed (or at least brush my teeth…..what, you mean you don’t drive your kids to school in your jammies??), then do a 10 minute drive in moderate traffic to school with the background banter of an almost 6 year old. She talks about her friends at school, the girl who told her that she needed to suck her toes every night before bed in order to do get 100% for her exam papers (see how competitive they already are at this age? We’re not talking about an A, we’re talking one hundred percent!), the boy who gets his work wrong all the time but fails to admit defeat; she talks about her teachers, how one is a tiger, another being half tiger and that there is only one teacher who is human.

After we park, we have a 200 meter downhill walk to school whilst the rest of the lazy ass drivers and parents (I put drivers before parents because it seems there are more of them, hence their hierarchy) follow the car queue that lead their cars right up to the front gate for drop off. We don’t do that. Truth be told, the Hubs started this trend and threatened me to continue it as I needed the exercise. Did you really think I’d be one to walk? At first, I moaned and I was shocked on my 1st day sending T1 to school for an entire parade of teachers and prefects were standing at the drop off gate to greet the arrival of students. WTF? If you’re dressed in your jammies without make-up, this is NOT funny.

You’d almost wished that the concrete floor would swallow you up. Forever.

Fast forward 2 days later and I’m really ENJOYING THE SCHOOL RUN. Why?

Reason #1- I checked my baby into rehab. Being with the Hubs alone IS rehab.

Reason #2 – It gives me one-on-one time with T1, whom I’ve neglected for the past 2 years. I’ve realised just how much I’ve missed her. Whilst walking down the hill to school this morning amidst the morning scent of wet leaves and misty dew, T1 said she thought she was very smart. God Bless Her! She doesn’t get any more humble than that! I asked why she thought so and her reasoning was that her favourite subjects were Math and Science. Still puzzled, I probed further so she explained, the whole world is made of Math and Science. Look at the the car? It needs gas, right? Otherwise it can’t move. How many wheels does it need? What would happen if it had 3 wheels? Not balanced…..Does my breathing get faster now since we’re walking to school? And look, people had to measure the road to find out how big to build the pavement, right? And she went on and on AND ON….. on her observation of Math and Science during our short walk to the school gate before we were hit by school security – the Nazis of Malaysia.

Reason #3 – It forces me to at least look decent when I get out of the house. I don’t know a lazier Mom than me, and I’ve been harassed many a time to do something about the way I dress but nothing has been enough motivation for me to make that effort. Not even a psychiatrist can convince me. Nor a million bucks. Well, maybe a million bucks if it was in pound sterling and already deposited into my bank account. But with the school principal staring at you every morning with her entire entourage of staff and prefects in line, zooming in on every walking mass of heat that passed through the threshold, there is pressure. Oh yeah….and I don’t want to embarrass T1, ya know. Just in case she gets asked where her maid is from?

Reason #4 – The best reason of all is that I get to give T1 a great, long……BIG kiss and a tight, long….bear hug before I release her to the army of educators. I am of course, referring to the Nazis. It makes everyone envious. And it makes her feel so loved. I can tell because as she walks past them, she is absolutely beaming with pride. She walks tall, head up, smiling…….and watching that little butt sway from left to right with her knapsack on her back in that arrogant swagger, it just makes my heart beat a little faster. Then after about fifty little steps, she always stops and turns back to wave, and there I’ll be, waving back like a mad lunatic with this great big grin on my face.

The bond we have, my T1 and I, is indescribable…….MAGIC.

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